Here it is, Zhou Xun's spirit lifted.
After purchasing talismans and artifacts that day, Zhou Xun had only seventy-one spirit stones left in his hand.
To be able to bid for the Yin Condensing Grass, Zhou Xun borrowed another twenty spirit stones from a familiar alchemist in the pavilion.
"Forty-one spirit stones!"
As soon as the middle-aged host finished speaking, someone made an offer of forty spirit stones, which was much lower than the market price for the Yin Condensing Grass.
Because of this, someone hoped to take advantage of the situation and, if successful, resell it to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion for a profit.
"Forty-two."
"Forty-three."
...
The price rose one by one very quickly, reaching fifty spirit stones.
At this price, it was the market value of the Yin Condensing Grass.
"Fifty-three!" The price continued to jump up.
But as soon as this price was offered, no one else made a bid.
